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By greatestredefined

Released on July 7, 2024

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[Chorus]

(Who the fuck is Redefined?)

Aye

Hits like back to back to back to back, now a young nigga back again (What’s up, Junko?)

Nigga told me sumn’ about missing, I can’t fathom it

Locked in with my music, said, “Fuck school”, now my grades looking bad and shit

Brand new whip, copped this for Pops, I’m not tryna crash in it (Aye)

Pockets on that healthy shit, they eating cabbage (Green)

Niggas spinning back ‘cause I been rapping (Rapping)

I been the same for a minute, y’all just now realising I’m not average

Whole squad tote G-locks (G-locks)

Just know, I get guap for real

I get it a lot

This opportunity, can’t pass it

I got shit on lock (Eugh)

Rich nigga in Crocs (Eugh)

Blue all in my pockets, still don’t hang around no cops

(No~, no sir)

Bitch, I’m in the stu’, chasing blues

This shit all I do

I been crashing whips, half my call log damn near Jiffy Lube (Jiffy Lube)


[Verse]

I been getting money

Don’t give no fuck, I’m still gon’ cop these Trues’

I’m gon’ make that shit back in an hour

You can’t even fit in these shoes (Shoes)

My music makes niggas dance, helps ‘em get in they groove

Me and Junko been undefeated, who tryna run some twos? (Eugh)

Where the fuck yo’ cash at?

Where yo’ money boy

The day I let some hating shit affect me, know I’m fucking screwed (Screwed~)


[Chorus]

(Who the fuck is Redefined?)

Aye

Hits like back to back to back to back, now a young nigga back again (What’s up, Junko?)

Nigga told me sumn’ about missing, I can’t fathom it

Locked in with my music, said, “Fuck school”, now my grades looking bad and shit

Brand new whip, copped this for Pops, I’m not tryna crash in it (Aye)

Pockets on that healthy shit, they eating cabbage (Green)

Niggas spinning back ‘cause I been rapping (Rapping)

I been the same for a minute, y’all just now realising I’m not average

Whole squad tote G-locks (G-locks)

Just know, I get guap for real

I get it a lot

This opportunity, can’t pass it

I got shit on lock (Eugh)

Rich nigga in Crocs (Eugh)

Blue all in my pockets, still don’t hang around no cops

(No~, no sir)

Bitch, I’m in the stu’, chasing blues

This shit all I do

I been crashing whips, half my call log damn near Jiffy Lube (Jiffy Lube)